December 6, 2012
How many ways can you say "holy shit"
I don't know how to review this show. I've lost my face 8 different ways through various portal-engulfing convolutions inverted in between fractalized music-holes that just SEEP through the cracks and pores of your skin.
Honestly man, I don't even know. This may be the hottest Jauntee show. It really might be. Everything in here is like the band cooked up 7 huge doses of meth for each song they played, strapped the songs to a chair in front of the audience, shot them up, and then shook the songs REALLY FUCKING HARD to get them all fizzed up to get the grooves all wound up and violently heaven-storming before setting them loose on the audience.
Its just absolutely absurd what these guys did this night. However helpful it might have been had the taper tracked the show according to the Conversationalist (who performed over-admirably well during Enjoy The Ride. Points for somehow being able to completely tune out that music as it was happening, GUY.)
Regardless, this show is the Jauntee in heat. They found a willing female audience, and fucking unloaded themselves all over her. Its god-damn amazing. I seriously don't know how the band played this show without their bodies exploding.
"Devil's Haircut" might be the raging-est thing of the show, despite the fact that "Antelope" will set your speakers on fire, and "Enjoy The Ride" glides you out to Pluto on an ice-sheet of whammy loops before it's all like, "I need to set you on fire now."
Scopin' it out, scopin' it out. Enjoy the Ride.
Points if you survive the twist-up snap-back cascading peak in "Have You Ever".